Walk across the bluestone bridge and come to the gate of Wind Helmet City. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 The walls of the castle are all made of huge blue-black stones. The stone is a flat and regular rectangle, one meter long, half a meter thick, and weighs 10,000 catties. The walls made of huge stones are very smooth, like molten iron, and they are unbreakable.

The two gates, each two meters wide and more than ten meters high, are jet-black and shiny with metallic luster, which really looks like they are cast in fine iron.

It is not the capital of the old kingdom, and it is really easy to defend and difficult to attack.

"Ahh Brother Guiren opened his arms and shouted, "Great Wind Helmet City!" I'm finally here with you......"

The Windhelm City is indeed magnificent, at least the megalithic walls are a hundred times more majestic than the snow-covered walls of broken stone and wooden piles. However, is the noble brother so exaggerated? Brother Guiren has always been erudite and talented, as if he knows everything. Unexpectedly, standing in front of the gate of the Wind Helmet City, he shouted like a child who had never seen the world, and he was not yet able to calm down.

Dai Dameng was rarely stronger than him once, and gave him a smug look, and said, "Hmph, I've been to Wind Helmet City, it's nothing great!" ”

"Nothing remarkable?" The noble brother gave him a blank look and said, "You are fearless because of ignorance!" Four thousand years ago, the Nord ancestor Sgramer led 500 heroes from the north across the Sea of the Dead to Skyrim Province, defeated the local original snow elves, unified the skyrim, and established the first Nord Kingdom, the capital of which was Windhelm City. ”

There are two very famous heroes in the legend of Nord, one is the emperor Septin the Great, who unified the Tamriel Road six hundred years ago and founded the previous empire, and became a god after his death as Talos!

The other is Sgrammer, the ancestor of the Nords.

It turns out that Windhelm was founded by Sgrammer, and it is four thousand years old, and it still looks very strong.

Dai Dameng couldn't help but nodded: "Ah! Truly remarkable! But," he gave the noble brother a blank look, and said, "What does this have to do with me?" ”

"Stop!" As they prepared to enter Stormhelm City, they were stopped by two Windhelm City guards standing guard at the gate of the city.

The guard wore a helmet like a barrel, his face was covered by a mask, and he pointed at Dai Dameng angrily and said, "We heard that you, you are the man who oppressed the village of the fog-watching robbers!" ”

His tone was full of contempt and ridicule, and Dai Dameng was very uncomfortable to hear.

The Mist Bandit is nothing. Robbers are not a glorious profession, but the Nords revere force, and as long as they are strong enough, a robber as powerful as the female saber-toothed tiger can be respected like a great warrior.

But the man in the village is too ugly, he is like a little white face who eats soft rice, but in fact, Dai Dameng is a big black face who eats with his own ability.

He shook his head at the man and said, "You have recognized the wrong person, I am not!" ”

"That's you, Dai Dameng! With the way you look, you can't admit that you're wrong. One of the guards said, "You're wanted by Stormhelm, come with us!" After saying that, he waved his hand, and the guards near the city gate all ran over, and there were more than a dozen of them.

What can I do? He is not afraid of fighting, there are noble brothers, and they don't pay attention to the ten or eight guards. But if they really want to fight, they can only run, don't think about entering Wind Helmet City, and there will be no place to cure his illness.

"Wait a minute." Brother Guiren stood in front of Dai Dameng and said: "Wind Helmet City is a city of legal system, one person does things and one person is responsible, the matter of watching the fog robbers has nothing to do with Dai Dameng, as a man who oppresses the village, he is actually a victim." ”

"Yes, yes, yes." Dai Dameng hurriedly said: "I am a victim, and I was also robbed by the fog bandits." ”

"We know that." The guard who took the lead said, "Your desire has nothing to do with the Mist Bandits, but for another reason. ”

Dai Dameng scratched his head and thought about it, he had been abiding by the law along the way, and he hadn't done anything bad.

"Can't remember?" The guard said, "Do you remember coming to Stormhelm two months to join the Stormcloak?" ”

"Oh......" Dai Dameng remembered, when he was eating, he found that there were no eight dishes and one soup, so he flipped the table and ran away.

Dai Dameng thought about this incident later, and felt that something was wrong, but Storm Cloak had never troubled him, and he thought it was okay.

Who knew that they stopped him today, and Dai Dameng asked uneasily: "Are you arresting me as deserters?" ”

"It's not." The guard said, "You don't have a military uniform, you don't have a military pay, and you can't be a Stormcloaked soldier." Running away is shameful, but it's not illegal. Stormhelm City wanted you because you smashed the recruiter's foot when you lifted the table! You have been convicted of assaulting the Storm Cloak! ”

That's fine, Dai Da's jaw almost dropped. This crime sounded not small, and he hurriedly asked him: "Then how will I be punished?" ”

The guard said, "A fine of five septins and a one's day of detention." ”

This punishment is not heavy, it is not worth turning the face with the whole storm cloak, Dai Dameng nodded and said, "Okay, I admit it." But there is one thing, I am sick, and I must be cured first. ”

The guard said, "No problem. Windhelm is the city of freedom, and the great Uffric treats all citizens like brothers and sisters, and we will heal you first. ”

From an early age, Dydamon knew that Ulfrick was a hero, as radiant and adorable as the incarnation of Talos.

Dai Dameng raised his arm and shouted, "Long live Ufrik!" Then he went into the city with the guard.

Upon entering the city gate, there was a tavern with a large brazier burning at the door.

The two Nord men yelled at a black elf woman, looking at the clothes, they were all civilians.

One of the bald men, with his thick arms exposed, said drunkenly, "You gray-skinned waste get out of our city, and you have no contribution to our city except to cause trouble." ”

The black elf woman said, "When the Red Mountain in our hometown of Morrowind Province erupted, and the ashes buried most of the land, our ancestors had no way out of their homeland, and they came to the great city of Windhelm and were sheltered by it. I didn't expect you to be so narrow-minded now. ”

"Who knows if you're an Imperial spies?" The man glared at the woman with drunken red eyes, and said, "I'm going to see it all tonight." ”

"What's the noise!" The guard walked over with Dai Dameng and the others, and the bald drunk man closed his mouth, walked to the brazier and stretched out his hand to warm the fire, and turned his face sideways at the black elf woman and sneered.

The black elf woman said to the guard, "Lord Guard, there are always people shouting in the Grey Folk area at night, and I request the Windhelm City guards to increase their patrols in the Grey Folk Zone. ”

"I see." The guard said, "I'll report to my superiors." ”

The black elf woman sighed, turned her head and left, and when she passed by Dai Dameng, she turned her head and said, "This is a hotbed of discrimination and prejudice, and if you are an upright person, I advise you to get out of here as soon as possible." ”

"Ignore her, as long as you obey the law and contribute to Stormhelm City, instead of nagging all day long, I promise to be as warm and comfortable in Stormhelm City as you are at home." The guard said to Dietamon, "Go, on the opposite side of the tavern is the Temple of Talos, where the altar will cleanse you of your sickness." ”

What the guard said made sense, and Dai Dameng nodded and said, "I know." "Follow the guard to the Temple of Talos.

"Brother," said the noble brother, pausing in his steps, "you know, I can't get near that sacred place. I'll wait for you at the tavern and leave together tomorrow. ”

Dai Dameng knew that the noble brother couldn't go with him, there was no place for him in the cell, and he had to look at Dao Na.

Dai Dameng patted his chest and said, "Brother, don't worry, I'll come to you tomorrow." ”

Say goodbye to the noble brother and walk with the guards to the Temple of Talos.

Windhelm is a sacred place for the devotees of Talos, from Ufric to the common people, all of whom are loyal followers of Talos, and they roar with excitement at the mention of Talos.

Dememon felt that the temple of Talos must be very magnificent. But when he walked into the temple of Talos, he was disappointed.

It is a very old house, the rooms are very tall, the walls and roof are made of huge bluestone, and there are solemn carved patterns.

At the end of the house stood a huge statue of Talos, wearing a helmet and armor, with a sword in hand and stabbing at the strange snake at his feet. The statue is four meters high, surrounded by candlelight at the feet, and the orange candlelight seems to dye the statue with a layer of gold, which looks tall, mighty and sacred.

But the house was too small, and the lighting was very bad, and it was pitch black, far less spacious and bright than the temple of Snowman.

And there are not many people who come to worship, they are all old people and children.

Desmond couldn't help but be a little disappointed, the statue of the great god Talos was worshiped by the old man and children in such a dark church, could the piety of Ulfric and the Stormcloak only go so far?

In Xueman, he had received the blessing of Talos, and when he prayed, he was familiar with the road, a warm light wrapped around his body, the feeling of cold and fever was swept away, and Dai Dameng felt that his body was refreshed and full of vitality, and at the same time, his throat was extremely comfortable.

Leaving the Temple of Talos, follow the guard to the Windhelm cell, who led Daemon into a cell and locked the door with a thud.

Anyway, it was going to be locked up for a day, and Dai Dameng was not in a hurry, sitting on the bed with his legs crossed and counting the time. Now it is estimated that it is more than eleven o'clock, and after thinking for a while, how long will it be before lunch?

At this time, the guard returned, and with a loud noise, he opened the cell door, and beckoned to Dai Dameng, "Come out, the time has come for the City of Wind Helmet to need you!" ”